“Though your fingertips
May never touch my skin
I am a heartful king
I hide your drama in disguise
You are wise and you will see
You mean the world to me
You're forsaken by everyone
YET I WILL NOT FORSAKE YOU”
But when he sleeps she weeps
For she will never be complete
In silvern hands there lies a weight
That only she can take
But when he sleeps she weeps
For she will never be complete
The silvern hands disguise her past
“My silver hands shine bright in light
But at night when we are two
They are too cold to comfort you
Will I ever trust enough
A king's promise and a husband's love?
I am no spirit, I'm a mortal deserted by all”
From the inside she can see
What has been and what will be
IN SILVERN HANDS THERE LIES A WEIGHT
COMPLETE
But when he sleeps she weeps
For she will never be complete